Crabs, cows, mufflers, earthworms, socks, and sheep.

Grab a pile of dirty clothes, hold them at your chest. Play a song.

Take a look, maybe!

'I tried to talk to them but they didn’t talk back, they spoke in my ancestors’ dialect which I couldn’t understand. I watched them carry a dead ant from their town to the home of the crab, my space under the staircase.' Flash Fiction by Shaurya Pathania thechakkar.com/home/myplaceun…

Sheets, slippers, seduction, shelves, scents, sex, slow, streams, spit.

May the loud night pass silently.

If sleep won't visit you, it is gloriously delightful to watch saliva of a fellow human crawling from mouth, onto pillow. Let them make it moist for you.

Raddish, ricochet, roxanne, rainy, regionalism, rainbow, rover, rum, reunion.

Siken sahab spitting bars in Hindi-Urdu.

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Aaj jalebi pakauda khaaya, maza aaya, aur chane samose bhii, mazaa aayaa!!!

Chess addiction is crazy. You would lose, and it will make you furious. You play more and more, and you win. Then you keep playing coz you won and you feel good, until you lose, and then in search of another win. It's a loop. You are trapped forever. Those who know, they know.

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary Thala for a reason.

Rain rain go away!

Remembering this poem today!

And it rains, Yet in a dead room the birth of green seems distant.

I miss Richard Siken's replies on my timeline. I hope he's doing fine, and if he is, I hope my TL invites him back.

Thank you!!!! MEMEZINE (submissions closed)